Wanted for mercy

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Where am I?

Danny awoke, his eyes meeting with a tent roof- why a tent? He rolled over, his bed digging into his back and he watched as a man made some sort of breakfast.

"He awakes! We're doing separate rounds today, I'm also sending a patronus to Kingsley." Harry smiled

"He doesn't want to hear from you Harry and we all know it." Ginny laughs

"No but maybe Ron would?" He wondered

Potter... right

"He won't. He's too busy with pencil, that girl is something else." Danny laughed

"Don't be rude. She's a lovely girl." Ginny smiled softly

"The lies coming out of your mouth Gin." Harry said, Danny wrinkled his nose

"You both reek." Danny groaned

"It's you. It's the lack of alcohol running through you." Ginny smiled

"Yeah yeah." Danny nodded

"I'll go ahead then?" Harry spoke

No...

"I'll take first, come get me when you need to switch." Danny replied

His skin felt fuzzy, his brain felt mushed, like someone had bashed his head in without all the gore. He followed Ginny's instructions, surfacing on the other side of the house. They couldn't just leave, Danny left once and he wouldn't do it again.

Hours passed, the morning quickly turned to noon, no one had come outside, he wondered if they were running from something. The more valid question was what are they running from? Danny's eyes grew heavy, his exhaustion taking strong effect.

"Enjoying the view?"

Danny shot up, his wand drawn... yet no wand in hand- it's in the tent. The blank face in front of him was nothing he knew, all he wanted in that moment was to see her smile. Her lines by her eyes showed her anger, he wished he could take it all away.

"Rowle." Danny mused

"I asked you a question." Nova hissed

"Yes I am." Danny straightened

"Oh good I'm so glad. Why are you spying on us?" She smiled sarcastically

"It's my favourite pass time." His eyes kept switching between hers

"Stop. You won't find her, I'm not who I was. It appears neither are you." She cursed

"Of course I'm not, there is a war tearing us apart." Danny spat

Nova moved first, her wand at her side but her hand motioning for him to sit down with her. He creates a space between them, one he wishes wasn't there. He didn't want to speak first, they had nothing yet everything to talk about.

"I hear you're on the drink again." He began

"That mudblood has a big mouth, it will get her killed." Nova assured

"No doubt." Danny laughed

Hermione did have a big mouth but she used it for all the right things. She's a better person than he could ever be, than they could ever be combined. Nova sighed, despite the wind blowing he could feel her heat.

"I- I want to say,"

"You don't have too." Danny interrupted

"We all know you're watching. Zabini thinks he's slick, he's as slick as Voldermort." She joked

Laugh again

"I'll tell Potter, if you all know then why aren't we dead yet?" Danny asked

"Because we have bigger problems than to bother ourselves with you. You can have that bitch back for all I care." Nova scoffed

Another moment passed, these few seconds felt like hours. Anxiety suddenly filled him- what if this was the last time he... Danny shook his head. He could have sworn her hand brushed his knee as she stood, she stumbled, clearly hungover. Danny turned to look back at her.

"I saw lace." He blurted

"A few weeks ago."

Nova felt a fierce storm of anger, its intensity growing with each passing moment, fueling a desire to unleash its destructive force against Danny, against death eaters, against the world and against herself.

"I told you so." Nova raged

"What?" Danny sighed

What were we talking about?

"I told you it would all turn on you, I told you that you cannot save everyone and you did not listen. I told you that what you were planning would put everyone in jeopardy." Nova ranted

"Everyone or you?"

"That's not the point. And you're getting worse again." She growled

Danny tensed. He wasn't, he couldn't be, things were getting bad and he didn't need to add another thing onto anyone's plate. He wouldn't let it take hold of him until the war is over. Nova was suddenly at his side, her hand betrayed her as it found a place on Danny's forearm.

"I can see it Barks, your eyes cloud over. What year do you think it is?" She spoke

"Alright fuck you." Danny spat

He seconded guessed himself, 1997 right? Or is it 1999- he scoffed, the year was at the bottom of his worry list.

"It's getting worse and sooner or later you're going to forget... Voldemort will get you and he will kill you- you won't even understand." Nova cried out

"That won't happen, hush yourself. Where is that raging bitch I saw a few minutes ago?" He laughed

"She's tired." Nova whispered

"She's tired of everything."

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Danny stumbled his way back, having forgotten where he was again... he was not getting bad. It was very quiet, he fought the urge to knock on the door... he wondered what Hermione was doing. Walking through the tent, he didn't see Harry nor Ginny, panic sparked inside him.

Those pesky bastards

He searched the small dining area then the small room they used as a bathroom, curtesy of Ginny's transfiguration skills. The last place was the bedrooms, his was clear so he moved straight to Potters-

"Mate-"

"Oh for fucks sake!"

Ginny's bare back clear under candle light, Danny spun around and walked straight back out. He was going to sick up, he could taste it, Harry burst through the tent.

"I have grave concerns and you're doing.. doing- THIS?!" Danny huffed

"It's called having a healthy relationship." Harry sighed

"This is- are you quite finished?" Danny squeaked

"Not really."

"Well finish. They know we're here-"

"What the hell is all that racket! Merlin himself could have awoken!" Evan shouted

"I wouldn't, they're shagging. Well I was going to say they know we're here but now you know." Danny threw his hands up

He walked into his bunk, spelling the thin fabric shut. The shoes on his feet were off and the shirt that didn't quite sit right was the only thing left on his person, he sometimes forgot how to take his clothes off.

Dementia was cruel, crueler than war.